The last little bits of day Dying down Giving way To this quiet corner of twilight.Say hello to the soft night Make peace with all that's come before.The sky opens up a doorInto the listening of a mystery.You and me...We are not so differentFrom the same light we find our glint.Sparkling night lark sings to the morning doveMy love, my love... You are a tender terror too good to not be true.I look at you and see what was never missingAnd kiss the ground For what is found....Never forgotten.